He's got his sights set on you, don't you know He's got a hold on your soul, and it won't let go He's got a grip, a tight squeeze And he'll watch you, until you're brought to your knees

// He's the watcher, the stalker of the night With a twisted mind, and a sinister sight He's always there, wherever you go The creepy watcher, in the shadows he'll show

// So beware, beware of the night And the creepy watcher, who's always in sight He's the watcher, the stalker of the night And he won't stop till he's got what's right.